Angie was standing at her (former) desk picking up her personal items and wondering how she had gotten into this mess. At one shoulder was the head of HR and at the other was one of the security officers. They were there to escort her out of the building as soon as she retrieved her personal items. Thinking back, the last hour or so had been a whirlwind. She had come to work like she had for the past several months, maybe a little late and a little hungover, but she was there. Shortly after she had sat down at her desk to start making phone calls, her supervisor had called her into his office. He asked her to accompany him to the HR Manager's office. Once there, she saw a printout of her Facebook page and the blog that she kept on pretty much a daily basis. She was a little embarrassed by the photos on the printouts from her Facebook page, but at least they weren't as racy as some she had considered putting up. She was really glad that when she graduated from college she had purged her account of all of those pictures of the Florida vacations on the beach {and other places). Angie knew, like all of the other employees, that company management had recently been going through some of the social networking sites to review potential recruits before they decided to hire them, but she didn't know anything about management reviewing current employees' personal webpages. Well, she thought, my pages are pretty clean since I was warned about this by career services in college. However, what she saw next really bothered her. There was the highlighted section of her blog from last Thursday. She had forgotten about that! In the past, she had noted that she had a whopping hangover because of the girls' night out on Wednesday, and \"I think I'll call in sick because I just can't face working for that idiot with this headache.\" Well, they knew drat she wasn't sick. How could she have been that stupid